Lyrics

(Pluto got it knockin'—) I got a new spot on the hill, she wanna come over and hang Yeah, somebody toss me a towel, I'm tryna clean up this drank My pockets stuffed with big boy racks on me, I just left the bank She asked me why I love doin' drugs, baby, I can afford them Droppin' the top when we see an opp, we 'bout to run the score up They say it's no "I" in team, I ball, all my niggas with me We steady countin' up all that— yeah, countin' up all that green Baby, I changed the whole scene She wanna come hide out with me I made fifty racks last month off streams No, we not the same, lil' nigga, you wish Put fifty round drums on all of my sticks I put BBLs on all of my bitches I'm in LA and I'm lookin' for drugs, shorty Why you up all in my business? This shit get real, lil' nigga Got six hundred thousand, I need me a million I just walked in with the gang Yeah, Trip just walked in with a brand new chain I'm treating these hoes the same Yeah, don't get out of line, better stay in your lane I'm pourin' up lean on the jet like champagne My brother a solider, he stay with that K This ho tryna fuck me, she walkin' some ways She see my crib, wanna move in today, uh I got a new spot on the hill, she wanna come over and hang Yeah, somebody toss me a towel, I'm tryna clean up this drank My pockets stuffed with big boy racks on me, I just left the bank She asked me why I love doin' drugs, baby, I can afford them Droppin' the top when we see an opp, we 'bout to run the score up They say it's no "I" in team, I ball, all my niggas with me We steady countin' up all that— yeah, countin' up all that green We steady countin' up— We steady countin' up green We steady countin' up— uh, how the fuck she fuck the team? Man, how the fuck she fuck the gang? That's his ho, nigga, I don't even know How the fuck these niggas opps When they ain't even changin' the score? I just went, copped new diamonds My wrist, it's changing the climate All of my hoes, they the— Ayy, all of your hoes, they they be lyin' to you Yeah, you know we just be slidin' in coupes Off the Roxy, it gave me a boost Niggas pussy, ain't callin' a truce Know you broke, we get higher than you I be chillin', I'm high in the booth Ayy, I'm just rollin' up 'za in the coupe These niggas be flaggin', it's cool He a pussy, he droppin' his tool I love Roxy, I pop me a blue Ain't no boxin', he try it, he through You a ho, you get swept like a broom This lil' ho tryna come in the room (Pluto got it knockin'—) I got a new spot on the hill, she wanna come over and hang Yeah, somebody toss me a towel, I'm tryna clean up this drank My pockets stuffed with big boy racks on me, I just left the bank She asked me why I love doin' drugs, baby, I can afford them Droppin' the top when we see an opp, we 'bout to run the score up They say it's no "I" in team, I ball, all my niggas with me We steady countin' up all that— yeah, countin' up all that green
Writer(s): Javier Mercado, William Ellis Means Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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